Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Burundi and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Darondo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Arthur Verocai. All the underground hits.
All Howard Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Slits record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Main Source record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Tears for Fears,
The Skatalites,
Goldenarms,
Chrome,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Juan Atkins,
Bootsy Collins,
Avey Tare,
Audionom,
Fluxion,
Eve St. Jones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Slackers,
Scan 7,
Schoolly D,
Derrick Morgan,
K-Klass,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cal Tjader,
Funkadelic,
Letta Mbulu,
The Smiths,
Peter & Gordon,
The Remains,
Lungfish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Matthew Bourne,
Motorama,
The Invisible,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Nas,
Lee Hazlewood,
Liliput,
Joe Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
Skaos,
Tim Buckley,
Marvin Gaye,
a-ha,
CMW,
Soft Cell,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Danielle Patucci,
Subhumans,
Deadbeat,
The Associates,
Ken Boothe,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Maurizio,
Gil Scott Heron,
Steve Hackett,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Nils Olav,
Isaac Hayes,
Brand Nubian,
Ossler,
Country Teasers,
David McCallum,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron, Terror Squad Feat. Camron.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.